The sun shines through the temple gate, the light spots of the carved lattice are cast on the ground, and in the quiet hall, the incense burner curls and floats over the colorful shrines.

A big 'Dao' word is facing the door, one hand behind his back, the other hand holding the dusty figure looking at the distant sky, soon, his eyes closed, slightly lowered his face.

"Breeze. ”

Under the eaves of the hall on one side, a boy with a double hair turned out of the temple pillar and bowed down.

"The disciple is here. ”

"Send a message to Yuwen Tuo, and that little demon with painted skin, it's time to prepare. ”

The long beard trembled slightly, the Master of Wuyuan shook off the dust, took the elbow bend, and walked down the bluestone steps in front of the hall, the sun shone on the unicorn yin and yang, and the dark scales flickered, "...... In addition, let the old monk out as well, a pure body of Buddhism cannot be wasted. ”

"Yes!"

The Taoist boy named Qingfeng bowed with his hands, withdrew a few steps, turned around and walked to another hall on the side, close to the temple gate, his footsteps did not stop, the temple door opened inward silently, let him go straight in, put out the ever-bright lamppost of the Seven Star Array, and lit the lights in unison.

Seven stars ever-bright lantern array, there is an offering table in the middle, there are three long incense sticks burning to half on the incense burner, Qingfeng stepped into it with strange steps, took a long pole above, the golden color of the shaft, the top is a flower intertwined with rattan, and gently struck three times in a copper bell.

Boom~~

The bell resounded low throughout the hall, and the breeze looked solemn, opening crisply to the bronze bell.

"Senior Brother Yuwen, Master has allowed you to act. ”

The bell was still ringing, Dao Tong put down the golden hammer in his hand, bowed to the incense burner, took a scroll of paintings placed on the pedestal, held it on his chest and walked out, and closed the door of the temple behind him, turning to the giant shadow like the sky piercing the clouds.

The branches are luxuriant, and the layers of dense branches and leaves are bright, and the branches shake as the breeze blows, like dense stars twinkling in the night sky.

The rattling of the tree cage, and the laughter of children's silver bells, the closer they got, the clearer they became.

At this moment, the Venerable Master Wuyuan was already standing in the courtyard in front of the giant tree, and when he heard the footsteps coming by, he waved the dust.

"Qingfeng, let the monk out. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Dao Tong held the scroll and bowed, and then threw it into the air, his lips moved quickly, Mimi coaxed to recite a spell, and the half-empty scroll was thrown from top to bottom to unfold a pale, angry-eyed old monk holding a golden bowl.

The light flashed from the above picture, and a light yellow pillar of light instantly shone on the ground, and I saw the figure in the robe rolling twice on the ground, and when he stood up, the robe was swept away, and the old monk turned his head and his beard was angry.

"Bold and wicked, dare to tease the poor monk, Da Luo spell-"

On that side, the figure of a unicorn yin and yang didn't look at him, and with a slight wave of the dust in his hand, he saw that around the old monk, black shadows broke out of the ground, all of them were long ropes, the head of the rope was carved with a snake's head slightly open, and a face with delicate facial features was revealed between the long kisses and screamed, and there were gossip patterns on the rope.

In an instant, the Zhenkong monk's feet, necks, arms, and even neck and throat were entangled, and the rope head danced, as if it were a long snake.

The old monk who was originally drinking violently, the rope snake wrapped around his neck tightened his long body, and the last words of 'Da Luo Mantra ......' in his mouth were cut off violently, and the hands and feet that were waved suddenly felt a kind of powerlessness, and they were tightly pulled and straightened, and they were lifted into the air.

"Uh...... You...... Who are you......

The angry old monk seemed to be dissipated from his anger, his limbs were suspended in the air and struggled a few times, he gritted his teeth, stared at the figure on that side, the mottled sunlight swayed gently with the branches, and fell on the Venerable Master of Wuyuan, the Zhenkong monk suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the struggling movements quieted down.

“...... It's you..... No...... No, it won't be that old...... Who the hell are you?!"

"It doesn't matter who it is. ”

The Master of the Five Yuan brushed the dust and fell to the crook of his arm, and on the hand that bent his arm, the law was constantly changing, and the ground around the towering tree lit up with red rays.

"Buddhism has the power to overcome misfortunes, so borrow it from me. ”

It is true that the monk Zhenkong has cultivated the Dharma to a high level, but the few rope snakes wrapped around him are also extraordinary, no matter how much they drive the Buddha power, they are like stones sinking into the sea, and they can't set off any waves.

Hearing what the other party said, the old man's face was swollen red, and he couldn't care who the other party looked like, his hands and feet struggled violently, and his voice squeezed out his clenched teeth, and he drank violently.

"Thief, you robe!!"

The Venerable Master Wuyuan did not reply, but only raised his wide sleeves, and the old monk who shouted and scolded seemed to be gagged, and his words turned into a muffled sound.

Waving his wide sleeves, the method pinched out by his fingers changed, and the old monk of Zhenkong was surrounded by a brilliant golden Buddha aura, and along the few rope snakes that sank into the ground, the branches and leaves of the giant tree not far away shook abruptly at this time, and the exposed roots of several thick trees squirmed as if they were sucking in people.

Woo whoa –

Wow!

The tree cage shook, and the mustard connected to the fruits of the 'baby' hanging on the branches 'snapped' and broke, just like a human baby broke off the umbilical cord from the womb, let out a loud cry, fell from the branches, and fell off the eight blooming red rays below, and disappeared.

Not far away, the old monk, whose body was gradually weakening, raised his face and looked at the baby who had fallen from the branches, his Adam's apple rolling, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What the hell are you ...... What to do......"

"Soon, you'll know. ”

Watching the red light gradually bloom, the Venerable Master looked at the sky behind the leafy branches, holding the dust behind his back, and his long gray beard gently stroked in the wind.

....... And you, Lu Liangsheng.

Above the skylight, the red streamer with a long tail is like a picture scroll hanging in the sky, the earth below the clouds, the southeast of the most prosperous city in the world, on the official road in the suburbs, the branches hanging down on both sides suddenly stroke forward, and in the blink of an eye, a group of figures and donkey shadows are like the wind in the past.

The whimpering wind sounded in his ears, Lu Liangsheng's consciousness was still a little confused, and a section of the tree stem wrapped around his body continuously sent mana into his body, stabilizing the disordered cultivation, and at this time, he was much more sober.

The wind was loud, and the scholar lying on the back of the donkey propped himself up.

"Where did we get .....?"

Seeing that Lu Liangsheng came to his senses and opened his mouth to speak, the Taoist who was in a hurry stopped the magic talisman in his hand, and the old donkey who was running wildly stopped his hooves and dragged out a long sound.

In the shaking bookshelf, the moment of the impact of '��'��', the toad man covered his head and pushed open the small door, kicked his little short legs and struggled to climb the bookshelf, jumped in front of the apprentice, stretched out his webbing to support the back of the old donkey's hand.

"Liangsheng, how are you now?"

From the south bank of the river to the current location, it is only more than 100 miles away from Chang'an, and the scholar wakes up, so he doesn't have to be in such a hurry.

Around, the Taoist and the pig also stopped, and looked at Lu Liangsheng on the back of the donkey with concern.